Beloved Boy

Dear Miles,

I can't stop thinking about you this morning.

Your perfectly clear face as you sleep, arms thrown up overhead...the smile that sometimes passes across your features in dreamtime...the coos and goos and almost-giggles...the way the light goes on in your eyes when you awaken...the expression that plays across your face as you try to figure things out...

I love you, little boy, in a way that no one could've described to me. I love witnessing you moving into this life and I want to savor every sweet, succulent moment because I know the time is fleeting. Know that your mere existence brings me more joy than I can express in words--I only hope you can feel it in your flesh and bones, even when I'm not with you.

Love,

Mommy